The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i see a website

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

and the fake qualifier

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wait what is that

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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class